Fangfei's body lightened and her steps quickly left the ground, and was already carried by His Majesty on the back of a horse.
The prince growled: "Father, go quickly..."
"Your Majesty, go quickly..."
The Imperial Guards who pioneered the way, Wei Chen and Zhang Jie on the left and right.
Then there is the crown prince and the trusted minister.
Even the chariot was abandoned, and everyone got on the horse.
Fangfei even saw the horse so clearly that it was His Majesty's mount and his beloved BMW. This time, he also carried it with him.
It turns out that this is not an invisible war - it is an invisible war.
Even if the Imperial Guard completely stopped the onlookers, how could the agitated and angry feeling be stopped in just a few seconds?
Everyone couldn't help but tremble.
The temple has become a very terrifying hell like never before.
Everyone was as if they had encountered a great enemy in their lives and only knew how to rush to Pingcheng.
This is the darkest time before dawn.
Even the torch seems to never illuminate the future.
Fangfei lowered her head miserably, His Majesty was holding her. She opened her eyes and could still see the emperor and empress walking ceremonial guards, umbrella covers - layers of magic frames, so majestic
, go so embarrassedly.
The power of faith is more than just killing people!
Even the emperor and the queen are not really capable of covering up the sky.
Otherwise, dynasties would not have changed so frequently.
Her stomach hurts in pain, and her chest is so suppressed that she almost suffocated. She closed her eyes miserably and almost fainted. What she shouldn't have come, she really shouldn't have come.
It is necessary to win in danger, but this danger has become a nightmare.
"Queen..."
It is the voice of Luo Jia.
"Fangfei, support us, we will arrive soon..."
"Fangfei..."
She just felt tired, she was so tired.
But I know that Your Majesty is even more tired than me.
She gritted her teeth tightly and sat steadily. She couldn't even let her pain flow out in a little bit.